It’s sad when any bookstore closes down and it’s been happening a lot lately. Even the chain bookstores can’t find a way to stay open let alone independent booksellers.
Borders is the latest to go under and thousands of people are going to be unemployed. It’s hard to find a bright spot here, but if you’re a book lover, you can save a ton of money on Borders liquidation sale. Click here to read about it.
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I’m living in Covington now and this past Sunday morning, I went for a walk and decided to sit down on one of these benches in front of Walgreen’s on Madison Avenue. I’m a people watcher and I was having a good time just minding my own business and doing that.
A thin young woman with dark hair sat down on the bench beside me. She was wearing a shirt that was mostly open. I noticed that right off but I wasn’t staring.
Looking through the corner of my eye, the woman started going through her purse. She seemed frustrated.
“Hey, man, do you have an extra cigarette?” she asked.
I looked over at her. She still was looking through that purse with her breasts bouncing in the process. I mean there they were, how could I not notice?
I gave her a cigarette, then she wanted a light. I provided that too.
As I lit up her smoke, I attempted to focus in on that, not wanting to glance down at her—you know what I’m saying. Thankfully, she got up and resumed her walk down the sidewalk.
I try really hard not to be a dirty old man. I don’t know if being 57 makes me old but let’s assume it does. I may be old but I still have eyes and bouncing breasts on women is something I’m going to notice. I’m a human male.
What the point of this is I’m not sure. I guess it’s if you’re a young woman who wants to wear her shirt open and have bouncing breasts to go along with it, please don’t sit next to me on a bus bench. I don’t want to feel guilty for looking.
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Apparenlty, this person has nothing better to do than to show off his big stomach. No, I don’t get it but maybe you will.
Remember that heat wave here in the Cincinnati area last week? How the hell can we forget it? What’s it going to be like in August?
New York City also had that heat wave but unlike here, it wasn’t a good idea to go swimming to cool off. Why? There was poop in the water. Gawker fills us in.
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I’ve been associated with CityBeat for over 12 years now. I’m happy to report that nothing is typical there. People tend to look out for one another and that even includes the business office.
Last week, I was having some issues with the heat wave—namely I couldn’t be out in it for very long without feeling sick. I had a paycheck waiting for me at CityBeat but as hard as I tried to get over to Race Street in Cincinnati to pick it up, I just couldn’t do it.
Jeff Dorsey, CityBeat’s Business Manager, took it upon himself to take my check, walk to my bank and deposit that check into my checking account. How many business managers do you know who would go out of their way to do a guy a favor? I dare to say not many.
Thanks, Jeff. When the weather cools down, I owe you a drink.
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I’ve been so busy lately, I didn’t even know Jerry Seinfeld was doing his standup act at the Aronoff Center this past Friday night. Click here to read about it.
I saw Jerry at Music Hall years ago when his sitcom was in high gear. He was funny then and he’s still funny now.It’s nice to know some things don’t change.
When he decided to end his television series, that’s when I decided to stop watching teevee on a regular basis. “Seinfeld” was the last series I watched on a regular television set. Now I’m a YouTube type of guy.
And whenever I start to feel old, and that’s been often lately, I remind myself that Jerry and I are the same age—57. That’s not really old at all.
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I’ve seen the guy for years on various buses that I take. He’s nice enough and we usually talk, but the conversation always centers on food.
He tells me what he had for lunch and what he plans on having for dinner. Most of the time, he has a Graters bag with him containing some pasties. He tells me loves their cakes.
Sometimes a friend of his gets on the bus. She works at a Skyline Chili. I know this because she’s wearing the Skyline Chili uniform. When they talk, it’s about the last time he went there and what he had to eat.
For the record, the guy’s not fat at all.
While I like food just fine, I don’t know if I love food. This guy would make love to it.
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